25 Random Things

I recently became a victim of the “Tagged” ritual with respect to notes on Facebook. So here I am writing the 25 random things, facts, habits or goals about myself. I will have to follow the tradition and hunt for twenty five new victims so that a devilish smile greets me.

1. My most compelling ambition is to become an assassin, a hitman or a black ops agent.

2. I strongly feel Zinedine Zidane is the World’s Greatest Footballer of modern era. Rest all are mere mortals, Period.

3. I do not believe in studying, I believe in learning and the knowledge gained.

4. I absolutely love the blog “Indexed” by Jessica Haig and “Methinks” by Shoma.

5. My mercury hits red as soon as I step in my college – Garden City College – The most despicable place on earth.

6. Physics is my favorite subject but I suck at it because it has butt loads of Math.

7. I can’t believe the fact that I couldn’t inherit the “Drawing” and “Math” gene from my Dad, maybe they were on a different Chromosome but I did inherit the “Football” gene!

8. I have extreme respect for artists of all kinds. It includes Hitler, Einstein, da Vinci etc

9. I hate the fact that I am short! My brother is taller than me!!

10. I love my religion, despite some of it very orthodox views and the fact that I don’t pray often.

11. I feel “Music” is almost dead.

12. I have lost faith in many things and trust even more.

13. I love to learn and be acquainted with new things and have interest that is vast as the Universe.

14. I like to be of the intellectual kind and have a word on everything under the sun.

15. I can cook some good food but less fantastic than my brother.

16. I can’t help but be rational, logical and exceptionally adventurous all the time.

17. Emotions are no longer a barrier for me.

18. I am proud of the goal that was orchestrated by Avinash, Jordan, Me and my brother, Ishaaq. Single touches by each player across the length of the field into the back of the net.

19. I feel compelled to appreciate beauty – Humane and Divine.

20. Deepika Padukone looks good and Catherine Zeta-Jones is one better.

21. I believe money can indeed buy everything. Give me and I’ll show you!

22. You will know if I like you and you’ll definitely know if I don’t like you.

23. Swearing and cussing while making normal conversation is an art that not everyone can have, understand or appreciate.

24. I wish to eradicate all the taboos related to sex and women.

25. I am at times stupid, lame, idiotic, moronic and diabolically evil.

What Hurts the Most

There was an earlier write up that I had posted earlier last year about getting back to football and the ecstasy I felt. Although I was back to kicking and running around but there were a lot of things that needed enormous development on. For instance, the stamina, professional who train on a six day schedule have agreed to the fact that when they return for the next training session they feel like their stamina has dropped by at least 10% if not more. One could only imagine when the break was as long as a year.

I don’t clearly remember when I started liking or developed the passion for football. I can only recall it since the ninth grade and by the start of tenth grade it was peaking and incessantly rising.

There was a tournament organized by locals near my house today. My brother had taken keen interest in it and registered for the tournament. He wanted me to play in his team – central midfield – my area of expertise. I felt important of course, not everyday people come to you and ask you to play for them purely based on recognition. Although I was thrilled at the fact of getting down in the field and doing what I used to do best there was something that was always nagging me. In the year I haven’t played much and my stamina on a meter would definitely be in negatives. My nightmares did come true once the game was started. I would get exhausted at the end of a sprint and my speed and come down drastically. When I was chasing the ball, it felt like forever and before my eyes the opponent would come steal the ball and vanish. It is very painful and frustrating. I lost my composure too a rarity when I used to play. With times things change, you like them but there are things that you wish never change. The ability to play football like I used to is definitely first on my list.

Don't of Wonder

Wonder if – don’t care

Wonder why – don’t bother

Wonder when – don’t ask

Wonder can’t – don’t hate

Wonder how – don’t respond

Wonder should – don’t smile

Wonder could – don’t cry

Wonder shall – don’t disgust

Wonder wish – don’t love

Wonder can – don’t trust

Wonder where – don’t depend

Wonder life – do kill

A Revival

Many misaligned arrows shot,

That recoiled back,

Defunct was a feeling,

Reignited the night we met.

Like strands of DNA,

Our lives intertwined.

Coding for happiness,

A sense of eagerness overwhelmed.

A might heart you have,

Nursing the broken,

Watch you talk and hear you speak,

Sumptuousness revived.

A long wait now redundant,

Fills the voids of verve in me,

Petrified I maybe,

For reasons acknowledged or anonymous.

But I’ll hold you closer still.